Ookami-san Wa Taberaretai Link

“Of course you are.”

It was impossibly soft. She flinched, then leaned into his palm, and a sound escaped her—a whimper so small and lonely that it cracked something in his chest. Ookami-san wa Taberaretai

“Go away, human,” she whispered. “Winter is my hungry time. I sleep. Maybe I don’t wake up.” “Of course you are

Takeda smiled. It was a quiet, unassuming smile, the kind that had made him a beloved teacher at the village middle school. “I’m Takeda. I cook.” then leaned into his palm

“Fine,” she growled, snatching the ladle from his hand. “But I’m in charge of the meat.”